The problem is that I have no idea what to blog about. I go through these phases where I don’t really feel like reading very much, and during these times, I’ll end up rereading stuff I wrote myself (yeah, I know, it’s pathetic, but it’s kind of one of my favorite things to do) or watching a lot of TV, or rereading something by someone else that I already read.

So, recently, for some reason I decided I was going to reread the Hush, Hush saga by Becca Fitzpatrick. Oh, actually, I do remember why. I was doing this because for the seventh time I had seen someone say it was “problematic” and it had been a hot minute since I even read them, but I couldn’t remember anything problematic, and that sounded… good. I mean, this is the reaction most people have to problematic content right? Take my money? I thought so.

Anyway, it was BORING.

Not because I already read it, because I didn’t remember anything about it, but because it’s from that time period where everything is a Twilight knockoff and all the plot choices are just a riff on Twilight in some way. It’s like everyone was just rewriting Twilight (including yours truly. It’s called Breathless. It’s free on every platform including my own website. It’s under my Jove Chambers name. Go find it if you want it.)

Anyway, I gave up around book three… because it was getting really plot heavy, and I just wanted to read for the romance.

It was not problematic.

Like not even a little?

Like… so disappointing.

So, then, I knew that the author of To Bleed a Crystal Bloom had a pen name in which she wrote RH, so I thought I’d check that out. It was too much sex/romance and not enough plot.

What? There’s a balance. A delicately struck balance, and also, I want different things at different times. I am a complex woman, okay?

So, then… I just gave up on life and started watching HGTV shows where they build stuff over the course of a half hour and all the tension just comes from the inevitable reveal? I was sitting around thinking how you could just boil the shows down to two different pics–before and after–and it would be just as satisfying.

And then I was like, “No, because it’s cool when you get to see how to do things. And it gives you ideas for decorating your own space. And you start to become fond of the people who are doing the designing every episode.”

So… yeah.

I am reading nothing. I have nothing to watch. I have nothing to blog about. As for what I’m writing, it’s a JAFF about a mature Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy. I thought it would be fun to write about Elizabeth being my age, so that’s happening, but I write JAFF really fast and it occupies much less creative space in my brain while I’m writing, possibly because I already know the characters so well, so it’s just kind of second nature to me? Anyway, I don’t like to talk too much about the thing I’m writing out of a superstition that if I talk about it too much I’ll lose interest in writing it (which used to happen, a long time ago, but I don’t think would happen anymore, but I’m superstitious, so whatever.)

Anyway, sorry.

Maybe next week I’ll have more to say! We can only hope. 🙂